Kim Taehyung One Shots. Smuts Imagines And Fluff Fictions

psychopathic attachments ||

Type: fluff with a little sprinkle of angstiness.

10 months. They spent 10 months of their life together. And then again. They were strangers who stumbled upon each other once in life. And then they went on there separate paths once again. Leaving the memories of each other buried in there heart they again became strangers. But this time. A familiar one. A known stranger who had unreasonable affection towards each other till this date.

Memories of back hugs in the kitchen. Sleeping with each others warmth in cold nights. Pecks on cheeks. Did they date? No. Still they had this affection. This attachments for each other that they could never undo. After her parents died this was probably the first time she was in that dark pit of  emotions once again. She hated that day. It haunted her.

"You still remember my name sweetheart?" He asked applying some ointment on her bruised wrists.

"Ofcourse" violet replied.

It was hard to forget him. He was the first company she had in nearly 7 years after her parents' death. And his exceptional actions of affection made it hard to ever forget him. 10 months after the incident that made them stumble upon each other she vividly remembers the day he left. Without an explanation. But she wasn't angry. She knew nothing about this man except for his name. But she did seemed to pick up the fact that he was a bit psychotic. I mean 10 months of leaving with each other can explain at least that much.

The now 20 female met this 21 year old man who was 19 back then. She was 18. She couldn't figure out a name for their relationship. They weren't a thing but he held a place certainly more than of a friend.

2 years ago when he left her. He left her with a kiss on the cheek. No 'we will meet again', no 'See you later' no 'wait for me'. But that kiss spoke more than any words. He cared for her. That's all she knew. And today, he saved her from the most worst situation of her life. He saved her life. Just like she did once.

"Did you miss me" she flinched. Did she miss him. She cried her self to sleep for months. Lost her appetite. Wanting to just see him.once again.

"Did you?" She spoke.

He smiled. "Yes". The two were seating in his bed currently. Him sitting folding his legs, hands on his cheeks. And her back was pressed on the headboards. Looking at his face that she missed so much. She wanted to be angry. He left without a word and now he smiles at the fact that they didn't see each other for two years without any assurance to ever meet again.

But she couldn't. Not like he liked her. Not like she had a place in his heart like he did.

" you didn't answer my question"

Tears polled her eyes. "Nope".
His smile dropped.

" no?" He asked again. "No" she said nodding her head in no.

"Why should I?" She asked. She did not realised each of her words pierced his heart.
"Maybe because we were friends?" He said. "Well, I guess I was the only one then" he said with a sight.

Was I the only one who thought we had a relation? Was I the only one to think of you as a friend Violet? Or something even more than that.

He attempted to get up from the bed not wanting to disturb her anymore. If she didn't miss him, then she would be just annoyed if he tried to talk to her. Right?

But before he could walk away her hands gripped his torso. He was taken aback. "Ofcourse I did you idiot" she said, voice clearly broken. Looking back at her with nothing but a goofy smile he patted her head. He plopped back on the bed and made her lay down beside him.

"How much?" He asked.

"Just enough to cry myself to sleep for 5 months ?" She replied clearly angry at ths fact he left her.

His smile vanished yet again. Was she angry? He wanted anything but to hurt her.

His hands gripped her waist as he pulled her closer.

"Sorry" he said. He never apologized to anyone in his life time. But apologizing to her was something he did naturally.

"Why?" Her voice spoke more than he wanted to know. He did hurt her.

"I had to. I am sorry."
She pushed him away turning her back to him. He signed. Grabbing her waist once again he put his neck in the crook of her neck back hugging her.

"You know the day we met for the first time, I actually escaped from an asylum." She looked back at him with a frown. Yes he did had mental issues but he was clearly  wealthy. Then why?

"I was considered a threat to the society. At an early adge I witnessed murders and abuses. My mother died when I was 12. And by the age of 14 I grew psychopathic habits. My father used to drug me which started these mental issues. He just wanted me to be unconscious so that he could lead his life in peace with his other family. Jackson was my half brother. I had some mental issues and my step mother sent me  to an asylum at the age of 13. I needed love but what I got was torture. Witnessed so many insane people. I wasn't in a condition where I needed psychiatric treatments. I assume a little bit of love  and therapy would have had made me ok. But ofcourse my step mother  did not want that. She sent me to an asylum which turned me into a psychopath. I escaped. And i met you. Those 10 months were the best time of my life sweetheart. My father found out my location and I didn't want to hurt you. That is why I believe he took you here in the first place. To make you say what Was i doing in those 10 months. My father got a grip on me again. He again drugged me without my acknowledgement. But he clearly did not pick up the fact that my small mental issues turned into a psychopathic behavior." He felt her small palms grabbing his cheeks. "I am sorry" she muttered. Placing a kiss on his nose. She felt guilty. He went through so much but all she could care about was herself. "I didn't knew you went through so much. I was acting so selfish please forgive me" he had a goofy smile in his face again. "You don't need to apologize baby all my trauma goes away when I see you" he said cheekily. She was amazed at the fact that he acts so cheeky and goofy with her but also he can kill people without a reaction. Did he had some  identity crisis? 

"Why?' She asked with an eyebrow raised.

" you know I figured out something after I left you"

"What?" She asked

"That I loved you since I was 19" she blushed. "What?"

And before she could say anything else he pressed his lip against hers. She was taken aback but kissed him back in a second. Breaking the kiss he noticed her cheeks flushed pink which made him smile for some odd reason.

"I loved you since I was 18" she said.